Blue, Jensen, Kieran (Kie), and Jacques (Jack). They were popular, rich... gorgeous, a foursome to be feared or fawned over. The four boys--men--I was warned about a week after I started at Oak Ridge Academy.
"They're virginity thieves."
"Thieves? They don't force--"
"Of course not!" Melanie rolled her chocolate colored eyes and adjusted her leather bag across her shoulder. "Look at them. They don't know the meaning of the word 'force.' All they have to do is bat an eyelash to get what they want, and if they want you, well, you're screwed."
"They wouldn't want me."
Mel raised an eyebrow. Her nose scrunched at my hand-me-down clothes, but paused once she reached my face again. "They will if they find out your a virgin."
My mouth dropped open to argue.
Mel held a hand up, cutting me off. "Don't bother. You scream virgin and they have this thing going--not many people are privy to this information, by the way, so let's keep it between us--it's like a club and whoever deflowers the most virgins gets bragging rights at the end of the year, plus a fancy vacay to one of the exotic private islands owned be none other than the king himself ."
"And who is that?"
I wasn't the everyday ROA student. To qualify as one, you have to meet the following criteria:
1. So rich you're easily bored
2. Name brand clothes the laymen has never heard of
3. Keep all scandalous behaviors quiet
4. Must be talented in the arts, business, or academics
Only hitting two of the four, the last two for me, doesn't put me within their sights. Or so I thought.
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